Since I couldn't race the track last night due to other obligations, along with being completely worthless on the bike right now, Franz and I decided to crush ourselves out on the road.
I won't disclose the number of sprints we did because you damn roadies can't seem to handle it, but suffice it to say it was more than last week. Longer sprints, too. I completely collapsed on the last effort, but all my others were pretty good.
The best part about it was that I was still able to get myself back home afterwards, even though I was burping up bile throughout the entire 10-minute ride.
I still haven't gotten my spin back, and I don't feel particularly fluid on the bike, but that'll come. I'm getting faster every workout. Watch out, bitches.
2 comments:
Yea, none of "us roadies" can handle those 1 minute workouts you do, excuse me 10 minutes this week. lol
Meant that, mentally, y'all can't handle the idea of it.
Thank you for proving my pont :-)
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